Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Azerbaijan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Standells to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Lou Reed,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alison Limerick,
Quando Quango,
Vladislav Delay,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Toni Rubio,
Archie Shepp,
the Sonics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Drexciya,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
The Zeros,
Groovy Waters,
Blake Baxter,
Clear Light,
The Gap Band,
Albert Ayler,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Sonics,
Rosa Yemen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stiv Bators,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Popol Vuh,
Thee Headcoats,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Suburban Knight,
Technova,
Minnie Riperton,
Fugazi,
Index,
Skarface,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Busters,
Scratch Acid,
Flash Fearless,
Matthew Halsall,
The Victims,
The Tremeloes,
Young Marble Giants,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
LL Cool J,
Ossler,
Hasil Adkins,
Underground Resistance,
Sarah Menescal,
Wolf Eyes,
Oneida,
The Seeds,
The Invisible,
Sonny Sharrock,
a-ha,
Barrington Levy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Niagra,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.